“Oh,” she says, guiding me downward, “I live here now. The basement got renovated a few years ago. My old room is now Mom’s office.”
The basement really does look different. More like an apartment than the empty rec room it used to be. And for a basement, it’s stylish too. Cool colors and some gorgeous art pieces decorate the walls, and I can tell just by looking that each piece of furniture has been carefully selected.
Through an open door I can see her bedroom—the bed still unmade from when she laid there and touched herself for me. But I don’t think that we’re going to make it that far.
I grab her arm and turn her toward me, crushing her against my body before taking her mouth. Nicola’s body goes pliant against mine, and I hold her even closer, letting my hands drift down to her ass and squeezing. “I want you to know,” I say when I force myself to release her lips, “that I do want to take you to breakfast. I do want to talk with you and catch up with you. This is not just sexual. But fuck, I can’t get enough of you.”
“Believe me,” she says, “I’m not offended that you want to fuck me, Tristan. I just got started. I want everything.”
I kiss her again, tilting her face up to mine so the kiss is deeper. “Perfect.”
“It’s better down here, but we’ll still have to be quiet. This place isn’t soundproof.”
“Noted.”
She grins. “That was more of a warning for you.”
“What?” But before I even fully get the word out, she’s sinking to her knees. If I wasn’t already hard, I would be now. “Nicola,” I say, trying to keep my voice quiet. “You don’t have to do that. You don’t need to feel pressured.”
Her expression is incredulous. “Are you kidding me? I want to do this. I wanted to do this before I told you how I felt, and I’ve been thinking about it for years, before I’d ever seen your cock.” She unbuttons my jeans and pulls them down, freeing the monster. “And now that I’ve seen it, I want to even more.”
Fuck.
Having Nicola on her knees in front of me is a vision. Especially since she’s wearing my sweatshirt. It’s slipped a little to the side, the larger neck allowing me to have a glimpse of her collarbone and cleavage. The way she’s looking up at me, and then at my cock with awe, like I’m the best thing she’s ever seen is both moving and incredibly hot.
Reaching out with her fingers, she brushes my shaft, and just that tiny movement makes me shiver. “I’ve never done this before,” she whispers. “I mean…I’ve seen it, so I’ve got an idea. But I’m afraid that I won’t be good at it.”
My voice is rough when I speak. “I’m pretty sure that you’ll be amazing at it.”
Softly, she presses her lips to the tip of my cock, barely kissing is and tasting it with her tongue. “I want you to show me. Tell me what you like so I can make you feel as good as you make me feel.”
If she keeps talking like that I’m not going to last long enough to teach her anything. “Start with your tongue,” I say. “Lick my cock like it’s the best fucking ice cream cone you’ve ever tasted.”
Nicola’s eyes are bright with interest, and I can see already that she’s going to approach this with the same scientific and creative mind that she brings to creating her amazing flavors in the lab. She does as I ask, tongue darting out to taste me again.
At first she’s hesitant, just flicking my skin with her tongue. But then she starts to drag it across me in longer strokes. Up and down, and around. She works her way down to the base, and her eyes flick up to mine, filled with smiles.
She’s so close to my balls right now that I want her to taste them too. But we’ll get to that soon enough. She follows my instructions completely—Nicola is licking me like an ice cream cone, and when she reaches the head, I speak again. “Right underneath the head of my cock is the sweet spot.”
“Oh yeah?”
I nod. “Fireworks.”
She licks right where I told her to and I have to close my eyes. She’s a fucking natural and she’s going to break me. Over and over she licks that spot with a grin on her face, knowing that she’s driving me crazy. God, I love this woman. She’s on her knees with my cock in her mouth and it looks like she couldn’t be happier.
“Now,” I say, “suck me. Take me in as far as you can. Use that suction on the side of my shaft. Go back to the tongue and mix it up. All of it.”